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. Leda listened gravely. "That's it. Now -- am I crazy?"
She said, "Thor, you know that Daddy has been throwing me at you?"
"Huh?"
"I don't see how you could miss it. Unless you are utterly -- but then, perhaps you are. Just take it as true. It's one of those obvious marriages that everyone is enthusiastic about . . . except maybe the two most concerned."
Thorby forgot his worries in the face of this amazing statement "You mean . . . well, uh, that you --" He trailed off.
"Heavens, dear! If I intended to go through with it, would I have told you anything? Oh, I admit I promised, before you arrived, to consider it. But you never warmed to the idea -- and I'm too proud to be willing under those circumstances even if the preservation of Rudbek depended on it Now what's this about Daddy not letting you see the proxies that Martha and Creighton gave him?"
"They won't let me see them; I won't sign until they do."
"But you'll sign if they do?"
"Uh . . . maybe I will, eventually. But I want to see what arrangements my parents made."
"I can't see why Daddy opposes such a reasonable request. Unless . . ." She frowned.
"Unless what?"
"What about your shares? Have those been turned over to you?"
"What shares?"
"Why, yours. You know what shares I hold. They were given to me when I was born, by Rudbek -- your grandfather, I mean. My uncle
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